zaki monzer

Swift feeling

All of us might be struggling nowadays, stressed out , battling fear , searching for sth, a goal, place , whatever brings one happiness, even just not being into anything at all , or going through hardships , so whoever you meet in your day , try to be good and kind with him , speak from the heart , your family , close ones , or even a stranger , cause we all need this and you don’t know what the other person might be going through , a small act of kindness and a true act of selflessness always sparks another ,it will turn back to you , and before all be nice to yourself and love it , treat and speak to yourself softly , life is a dream that is (worth) not being serious , mad at , or stressed for

-the art pic is about kyrgyzstan’s culture , it fits with beethoven 6th symphony pastoral 💜
*ps: I’m not trying to be nice or anything , you might see me as a toxic or a good person it’s your perspective in the end , see you again have a wonderful time ❤❤

Spring white

212

I feel like , i aint bipolar
But im either at home and peace
Or im sad to the extent that my inner worlds would burst and willnt take it anymore
Alghough i know that well meet
Somewhere i know exist
Someday that is just steps away
Somehow if it means by death or reserrection or some another trip
Somtimes sth pissed me of and i can tolerate it completey whatever is the situation
But someone would jump out me to punch whoever whatever went shit
I dont want even to be happy
Im fine of where im at and i dont want recognition
But i urge to , sth is telling me , and i dont know why
That i want to stand up a bridge or a tower , open that goddamn gate , and invade the entire world with my nation of spirits , creatures , or whatever you may call it , i dont know why they cant take it
Although theyre laying there in the shadows too all over the world and helping out many things
Long live 212
Blessed live 212

Blue Summer

Trying to go there again

Back in my normal days i used to apply whatever metaphysical thing or extraordinary senses i got in my dream as a possible super power i wouldve in real life.
So i thought i could jump and fly for like high distances .
I used to love red skins so i thought i had some sort of a thormal energy power inside of me
And that my core was made up of multidimentional intersected buildings
I sometimes dream of places and i really dont know if i saw them in real life
I used to write about witches because i thought i was one.
But as it turned out that thought was just an act of expression that was yet to come of things to come
And im glad they did
Im glad that some people came and took me and i discovered all these magics i had and im glad that i went through a drift to such magnificent alternate things

Autumn red

A year ago

Im not where i want to be
But its better of where i was
But ive made it so far and came a long way till here
The way my life changed in a year is incredible
And the way i evolved completely daily is insane
Its like i was stuck and in dark
I made a hundred memory
I created around 20+stories and lived in them
Read many mangas that changed my life
Animes that defined me
Been closer to people i love
Fixed my father and family issues
Got a greater closer relation to god and to understanding the way things are and what is reality and the self
Tattoos
Music that defined my life
Back to my college and studying tracks
Removing all that drawns me down
And most importantly
I ran away from all what made my life miserable
I read and finished the quraan twice and i started memorizing it
Became more fit
Evolved meditational process , a better peaceful process
Redemption in my mental state
A great one piece journey
Met , been with , and left alot of people
Found lots i love
Been with my homies
Got New belongings
Got over fear
Been hell alot to further places and nature
Been reborn
For real as im moving worlds do move with me , its not a good life and i passed through tragedies , i am the storm and im attracting many great things to come , im proud of myself and if i keep moving like this…. oh boy
I aint at home , home is where im going .

Summer Yellow

Enter the hero

“Enter the hero, enter the hero, enter the hero”
Those werent just words or mutterings
It was a way of flying
It was a secret door to a greater hallway inside the self
One time one of my brothers asked me if just wearing a red cape made me a hero , huhh , hell yeah , i could fly , and they couldnt even after i showed them how
I guess it comes to one’s own core after all , and we go on trying to reach sth , trying to be sth we’re not and go distract away from this core until we are nothing so we call it back again
Its not what we choose to wear or put or call on ourselves , its if we were ever worthy enough to claim it on or for ourselves
A sos for the self
A sos to save it all

Summer Yellow

Reality of dream

I used to wake up and say welcome to the physical manifistation that is this world
I used to think i live double lives
In double worlds
And that i merge and be a king like through one then go back to struggle in the other
And i used to call the first a home
And that whatever happens its a dream and im gonna go there back , to the real reality
I started reffering to myself as “we” cause theres many of us living as this person and this body , im not a specific someone
And whenever i pray and go through the pronouns ” اياك نعبد ، واياك نستعين، اهدنا “
Its like not only reffering to the faithfull people as a whole but as the lots of off-worldly people living inside and i took it personally.
Now im not aware of things but im aware that , i dont only live in two , i go through multi , theres not only one world i dive into ,but multiple reality layers and when i see/watch/hear/meet/feel things in what we call this world and that reminds me of what ive experienced elsewhere, its just a mirror and a reminder of things and a duplicate of them , idk if plato went deeper to this extent where he made out his theory centuries ago , but im not alone.

black red Winter

A world within 10 cm

The limits of my world were just my pencil case
I knew one road or two
But i only struggled with school
Collecting pens and the set turned out to collecting my imaginary friends
They were like 40 or so
My dad used to yell about how much i collect and use stuff
While the arabic teacher used to yell at his daughter for only carrying one or two pens only with her
Winter days and the carpets were the geometric scale of my home
God knows how many years ive spent there
And if i ever came out
The center of my universe was big
And the border was the darkness under my bed
I used to believe theres a ghost there but i didnt see it
When i grew up whenever i say i wanna go home i only know that that was it for a fact
And that the monster inside my bed were only my imaginary friends from the past that still longs to me

The ghosts we see are only our past souls

Fall white

Early meditations

Somewhere between my beginnings at meditation i remember mostly one special one , that one time i was laying still and just doing basics to reach only a higher light level , i began to feel a lighg separation but was still here , then i started to feel a light body above of mine , it reminded me alot of neos from yugioh , maybe it was one of the most fictional characters that i loved and i thought it resembles me , but anw i just felt that lighy body then puff out of nowhere i was somewhere in a roller multidimension in a place that seemed like a circular tall tower where every level of it consisted of a rotating place , i met many people there , and i still remember them , sometimes i dream about them , and im not talking about human like , i saw on a table an old weird granny and i talked to her , she only gave me 3 words , i was at grade 9 then , i remembered those words and i thought they were life changing and so on , now i cant remember one of them and its fine , its just a passing words , and its just a passing initial experience of many to come..

Tags meditation

Blue Summer

The sea stays , we go

We once went at 5 am swimming during my bday , i once ran during sunset with the wind and my ex best friend , we once sat up a small tower , i once walked with my ex and she gave me a rock , i used to meditate and the only matter was the hot sun , she once told me shell stay with me forever , or i guess asked me ,we used to leave college classes and go play , sometimes the whole class ,one time my friend cried there , my cousin once sat beside me and screamed , my besties once took me at the dark to gaze , i once just gazed at the waves and just thought ” this is life ” , now i just breath and i think im waves ,i cant count times i went alone , but i went alone at night and i thought ,that it really reminds me of how vast the world is and how much you can meet people and live things and yet it still all goes on , might be the place with my greatest memories although i forget about it .
I dont think id live a bday morning ever again like that
I dont know any certain thing about my ex besty rn
College closed
Some travelled away
I wished my ex a great bday yesterday and she just told me thanks
The rock lies in the drawer rn
All separated
I lived alot , and it hurts , i still go there alone , and no matter what passed , the sea still existed , these world still existed , i guess its only a time to connect to future things like i really wish to go back there again and live as much happy moments , although i know that someday ill stand there and the whole city will be destroyed because of me , after a long passed time since a battle at sunset occured and half of us will be dead , and someday id be expecting someone to return back to their “so called home” there after a galactic battle , someday ill go there and scream too and someday was no day.
Gib mir die hand
Ich bau dir ein schloss aus sand
Irgendwie , irgendwo , irgendwan…

green Spring

شاي

وكنت قد كرهتك لانني كذبت عليك . ذلك انني ان كنت احب العبث في الكلام والاقوال ، وان كنت احب ان احلم ايضا ، فان الشئ الذي اريده في الواقع هو ان تغوروا جميعا ، هو ان تذهبوا جميعا الى الشيطان ! لست في حاجة الا الى هذا ، انا في حاجة الى الهدوء . انني مستعد لان ابيع الكون كله بقرش واحد ، شريطة ان اترك وشأني هادئا مطمئنا ! لو سئلت ماذا تؤثر : ان يهلك العالم كله او ان تحرم من احتساء نصيبك من الشاي لقلت : ألا فليهلك العالم شريطة ان اشرب الشاي ، اكنت تعلمين هذا ؟ اما انا فاعلمه .

– دوستويفسكي ، في قبوي